Starting With Ten Dantians

Gu Feng returned to his land of cultivation soon after Ling Yi returned to Profound Yang Sect.

In the thatched house.

"Feng'er, let Uncle Yang see if you are injured."

Uncle Yang looked excited when he saw Gu Feng's return. At the same time, he also checked Gu Feng's General condition.

"Don't worry, Uncle Yang, I am not injured."

Gu Feng said with a smile.

"There is really no injury on the body."

Uncle Yang checked Gu Feng's whole body and found that he was indeed as healthy as before.

"Good boy, I'm so worried these months."

Uncle Yang then patted Gu Feng's shoulder hard and laughed loudly.

"Come, Uncle Yang will pick up the wind and dust for you."

Speaking, Uncle Yang took Gu Feng to his residence. There were a few dishes on the table, but I don't know that Gu Feng is here today, so there are not many dishes.

But next moment.

Uncle Yang went to the hall. He wanted to cook some more dishes to celebrate Gu Feng's return.

……

After returning to Profound Yang Sect, Gu Feng still swept the floor to sign in as usual, and won many rewards.

Only speaking, these rewards are useless to him.

In a blink of an eye, another year passed.

Today.

Gu Feng went to Canghua Peak to sweep the floor.

Canghua Peak is not far away, it's just a few li from the thatched house. Gu Feng paced away and went for a little one hour.

He slowly walked up the stairs of Canghua Peak, watching many dísciples practicing martial arts along the way, everything was as usual.

"You practice martial arts early in the morning, and I sweep the floor early in the morning. This is a completely different life."

Gu Feng looked at the nearby dísciple and couldn't help shaking his head and sighing, but his mouth There was a smile on the side.

This is the power of people who have a system, and they don’t need such hard training.

After Gu Feng traveled for a while, he came to the center of the square of Canghua Peak, where several dísciples were meditating.

Gu Feng took a closer look and found that they were sitting there motionless, saying in his heart: "is it possible that they are playing with wooden people? Who moves and who is a puppy?"

He then He took the broom and moved forward, deliberately sweeping the floor next to them, and the broom went over, raising a cloud of dust.

The dísciples are still motionless, as if everything has nothing to do with them.

"It is enough, and see when you can stabilize it."

When Gu Feng saw this, he couldn't help but understand.

He then vigorously waved the broom, the head of the broom and the ground produced a great sense of friction, and a large amount of dust was raised.

The expressions of the motionless dísciples in the square changed in an instant, and some of them were choked by the dust. One of the gray-clothed dísciples suddenly opened the mouth and said: "You handman, what are you going to do? Sweeping the floor and sweeping elsewhere, what disturbs us?"

"Hehe, didn't I see you playing with wooden people? See if you can not be affected by me."

Gu Feng stopped waving his broom, then smiled and opened the mouth and said.

"What kind of wooden man, what kind of bird language you handyman say, we are meditating."

The gray dísciple stood up, quite angrily.

"Meditate? You are not a martial artist? You are not a monk. What do you meditate?"

Gu Feng hearing this, I suddenly felt that these dísciples were a little bit awkward, and they did it. The monk's life.

"Can you control it? Sweep your ground."

Grey dísciple glared at Gu Feng, with an unhappy expression on his face.

"Didn't I keep scanning?"

Gu Feng asked rhetorically.

"Go on, go cleaning elsewhere, don't bother us to meditate."

The gray-clothed dísciple roared, and the more he looked at the handyman, the more upset he became.

"I don't want to sweep it for you yet!"

Gu Feng snorted, and then slowly left the square.

"Unlucky, I ran into such a handyman."

Seeing Gu Feng's departure, the gray dísciple sat down again, but he kept cursing.

Soon.

The dísciples on the square began to meditate again.

The reason why they meditate is not because of cultivation, but because they want to calm down and cultivate their sentiment.

In a small sect, there are always so few "alternatives".

……

Gu Feng has been walking forward. After walking for a quarter of an hour, he arrived at the great hall of Canghua Peak.

great hall neither too big nor too small, but compared with Heaven Illuminating Great Hall, it is insignificant.

Gu Feng carried the broom, and walked into the great hall of discussion.

The interior is actually a small room on the right side of the great hall, dedicated to the Peak Master’s resting place.

As soon as Gu Feng stepped into it, he found a little girl with ragged clothes and messy hair eating fruit.

Because this small room is for the Peak Master to rest, there will be some food in it.

When the little girl saw someone coming, she couldn't help but startled, she quickly put down the fruit in her hand, with a panic on her face.

"Don't be afraid, eat if you want, I won't tell anyone."

Seeing that the little girl was a little scared, Gu Feng said quickly.

"Really...really?"

The little girl asked.

"Of course."

Gu Feng nodded and said.

Afterwards.

The little girl once again gobbled up the fruit she had just put down, and she glanced at Gu Feng from time to time, for fear that he would stop herself.

"Who are you? Why are you here?"

After the little girl finished eating the fruit in her hand, Gu Feng asked.

"I'm not a dísciple here, but an ordinary person. I sneaked in a few years ago."

The little girl said, picking up the fruit on the table again, and then she went Pass it to your mouth.

"Sneak in? Didn't the disciplines find you?"

Gu Feng asked in confusion.

In theory, no matter how well a mortal hides, he will be discovered by Martial Artist. There should be no undiscovered situations.

"In fact, many dísciples have found me, but they didn’t inform me because they were pitiful, and they often left me something to eat."

There is something in the little girl’s eyes. The color of gratitude, sect dísciple is still very human.

"Where is your family?"

Gu Feng couldn't help asking.

"Killed by bandits."

The little girl opened the mouth and said.

When I remembered the scene of her parents falling in a pool of blood, mist appeared in the little girl's eyes. In the past few years, she became an orphan and left her homeless.

"Ai, what a poor girl."

Gu Feng hearing this, I can't help but think of myself and empathize.

It's just that he is better, father is still alive.

"Then do you want to be the dísciple of Profound Yang Sect?"

Gu Feng asked immediately.

"Yes, of course I do."

The little girl suddenly nodded. She didn't want to hide here all the time. It was her wish to be a sect dísciple.

It's just that no one recommends, and she doesn't dare to mention it to anyone.

"I can't guarantee the others, but I will definitely welcome you to Yunfeng."

When Gu Feng thinks of Yunfeng, his face can't help but smile. After all, the nineteenth This dísciple has been looking forward to adding a new dísciple. If there are more female disciples, they will definitely be happy.

"Big Brother, are you the dísciple of Yunfeng?"

Seeing that Gu Feng is so confident, the little girl couldn't help but ask excitedly.

"Uh...I am not."

Gu Feng shook his head.

"I did this."

Gu Feng then raised the broom in his hand.

"handyman?"

The little girl asked.

"Yes, the most diligent handyman in Profound Yang Sect."

Gu Feng nodded and said, his face also exudes a confident color.